Life as a Journey.
Hola Senoritas and Senors-
I am back sooner than I thought. Maybe because I keep hoping to hear from my best friend. Who knows, maybe I'm just ready for a change. Today wasn't very exciting, and I don't say tomorrow will be much better, since I have (cough cough ahem) a court date, and I am on the stand. In the hot seat, so to speak. I've never gone to court in my 16 short years. God, I'm scared. The best thing about my day was my cello lesson, that is always the highlight of my week (well unless I am performing, seeing Jake, or performing for Jake). My cello teacher is awesome. I think we'll be great friends someday. She really wants to see me suceed. And I hope I do well. Here are my assignments for the week:
1. Horrid, tedious finger-strengthening excersises.
2. Piatti Caprice number 1, chord blocking (aggrrgaghaghahghhahahdhhdhg)
3. COSSMAN. God, if you are cellist you will know what I am talking about. OH MY GOD.
This makes me wish I was deaf.
So, la-de-da, I swear I'm going to do what she says, and very well, and then I will be ready for Ray Davis (principal cellist of the SEATTLE SYMPHONY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) who will then prep me up for conservatory. Curtis? Curtis Institute of Music anyone? Oh yeah baby. Man, I don't know how I'll celebrate if and when I get accepted. Jake, if you are out there: Me+ You+Fine foods+many bottles of fine wines+all night!!!!!!!! Yep, maybe we will have a serperate celebration...
See you all (whoever you may be) Later.
I am back sooner than I thought. Maybe because I keep hoping to hear from my best friend. Who knows, maybe I'm just ready for a change. Today wasn't very exciting, and I don't say tomorrow will be much better, since I have (cough cough ahem) a court date, and I am on the stand. In the hot seat, so to speak. I've never gone to court in my 16 short years. God, I'm scared. The best thing about my day was my cello lesson, that is always the highlight of my week (well unless I am performing, seeing Jake, or performing for Jake). My cello teacher is awesome. I think we'll be great friends someday. She really wants to see me suceed. And I hope I do well. Here are my assignments for the week:
1. Horrid, tedious finger-strengthening excersises.
2. Piatti Caprice number 1, chord blocking (aggrrgaghaghahghhahahdhhdhg)
3. COSSMAN. God, if you are cellist you will know what I am talking about. OH MY GOD.
This makes me wish I was deaf.
So, la-de-da, I swear I'm going to do what she says, and very well, and then I will be ready for Ray Davis (principal cellist of the SEATTLE SYMPHONY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) who will then prep me up for conservatory. Curtis? Curtis Institute of Music anyone? Oh yeah baby. Man, I don't know how I'll celebrate if and when I get accepted. Jake, if you are out there: Me+ You+Fine foods+many bottles of fine wines+all night!!!!!!!! Yep, maybe we will have a serperate celebration...
See you all (whoever you may be) Later.